HIM (Mature ➳ H.S AU)

Ch. 1 ➳ A New Beginning

"There are many in the world dying for a piece of bread, but there are many more dying for a little love."

-Mother Teresa

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𝒜𝓁𝑒𝓍𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓇𝒶

Suicide. The act of taking one's life voluntarily and intentionally.

To an onlooker, it may seem like the right conclusion to make. Seeing a person standing on the edge of a cliff with sharp jagged rocks a hundred metres beneath it. As suspicious as the scene appeared, that conclusion is completely and utterly incorrect.

Yes, I am here to jump. Yes, It may end my life. Yes, technically it is suicide.

I know what the word means; however, I don't believe I'll die. I believe, or really am hoping for, unearthly forces to come and save me. Forces so dark and malevolent, only the broken turn to for hope. I'm not broken. I was, but am now fixed, by the same dark and malevolent forces that which corrupt innocent minds and bring sin to those who are holy.

I don't care what my fate is, death or not. Either way, I will be going to Hell, the place where the Devil himself resides. You see, suicide is an act so powerful and yet incredibly blasphemous, that – although one may be trying to rid themselves of their pain, they are taking the greatest gift God has ever given – life – and using it as the ultimate sacrifice.

As I stand there, not once contemplating my decision, the skies rumble with anger and dark clouds block the once shimmering stars. The town before me was once my home, not anymore. As the city lights slowly turn on, building by building as darkness engulfs the land – I look down estimating the time it will take me to reach the bottom. Although I cannot see the water, I hear tides smashing against the sharpened rocks below.

Let me guess, you think I'm crazy, and yes to an extent I could be. Have you ever heard the saying 'your whole life flashes before your eyes just before you die'? I hope it's true. I want to see him again. I need to. I'm not doing this because I want the pain of my longing for him to end, no. I'm doing this for love.

When he came into my life, he helped me forget my dark past and taught me how to trust and more importantly, how to love again. At that time, I didn't know his true intentions. All I knew was that I finally had someone, someone to call my own. He made me feel so loved and cherished, he loved me, and pathetic little me believed him. Until one day, he had gotten what he came for and left, never to return. My time with him was exciting, passionate and so exhilarating that when we were together all the people who caught even the slightest glimpse of our love, felt pleasure.

          "If I die today, I die for you." The magnitude of the true meaning of those words never occurred to me until they were spoken aloud.

I turn around to face the descending hill and close my eyes. One step back and that will be it, my timely death. With all my might, I jump back and feel myself falling. It feels like an endless drop; however, I still hear the sound of the salty ocean waves violently splashing the rocks below. The sound becoming louder and louder, indicating that with each passing moment I come closer to my death.

My life did not flash before my eyes. There was no excruciating pain, no suffering in agony. In an instant, it seemed it was all over. When I opened my eyes, I suddenly sensed a burning sensation where what felt like arms that engulfed me... My body was close yet certainly not touching the bottom, instead, floating in mid-air as it felt. I turn around to see what was happening, to see the cause for this intangible scorching that is bestowed upon me. With a flicker of my lashes, I see the pair of eyes I was promised I would never see again.

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